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It’s been about 5 or 6 yrs. since I’ve been in a classroom, which means I am no longer bound to hmwk., papers, or lectures. Truth be told, I miss it so much my heart and brain- or better yet, my mind babies, often sit at a table in the back of my soul and cry into a puddle of whiskey and congealed dreams and tears. (The glasses for the whiskey were broken in a fit of false hope and melancholy many moons ago). 
Given my plight, I find myself unable to read “for fun” as the bookish call it; I find myself as a knight, with sword drawn, ready to slay a dragon. I am armed with a pencil and post its or a journal- ready to transcribe my conversations with my book- friends! 
I try to read without formally conversing with my book confidants but I fail miserably! Tonight I ended up swapping battle scars with W. H. Auden’s Lectures on Shakespeare, in particular- the seemingly political but cacophony of sound that is Coriolanus.
I won’t bore you with the details but hopefully the lecture and I will be friends in the end. This despite the fact I will leave Auden’s Lectures to do battle with Shakespeare’s Coriolanus himself. And then on to the land of Asimov’s Guide to Shakespeare… in any case, the journey will have me scaling an Ivory Tower when in fact- “there is no Ivory Tower,” or so said the keeper of keys and wisdom in graduate school.

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my cat is nestled on the window sill

the sun light streams through

i arrange my books and notes

the cocoa is sweet and the marshmallows float

i sigh and think about my day

and how i wish you’d go away

i guess i could kill you again

your bloody corpse-

my garden’s special friend.

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my lack of sleep and ill mood due to annoying calls at 8am, left me in sleep mode all afternoon until work. this also left me w/o time to post: Happy Birthday Chairman, Mr. S, Frank, etc.

I often wish I had enough brains at the time to see him perform while he was alive but alas, my mind was not nearly as thoughtful as the day he died; that whole wknd. kept me indoors playing Sinatra albums and having them repeat repeat in my ear.

If i did not have work i would’ve gone to an Italian joint and had a jack and coke in honor or Mr.S… but alas i could not do that. I think while pet sitting, i’ll watch a Sinatra movie and make some pasta and have a jack n coke and possibly listen to Sinatra songs into the night until I fall asleep- <insert swoon>

to me Sinatra is awesome. check out his performance in From Here to Eternity- which earned him an Oscar, or check out his more Oscar worthy performance in  Man with the Golden Arm- wow, that movie always makes me tear up. You’ll see if you check it out but all i can say is what an honest performance, it’s like when he sings… his heart really is on a string, that or bouncing along the air, hitting and seeping into everything his voice touches.

Sinatra also reminds me of the time that bred men like my father. my father is a tough guy but like Sinatra, has a sensitive side buried beneath layers of sarcasm, rough environment, etc.; in a strange way, i’ve become a lot like my father so i find i can relate to Sinatra’s songs and movies in a more thoughtful manner . If you get a chance, read The Voice, it’s a biography of Sinatra that reads like a smooth novel or reads in the same smooth manner Sinatra would deliver a song.

the book talks a lot about where Sinatra’s personality came from- the various figures he met while starting his musical career and especially his mother. the stuff in the early chapters kept having me go- wow, him too?! all i can say is that i would have certainly had a lot to talk about with him about emotions, mothers, nervous energy and sleepless nights.

not sure what more i can say but Happy Belated Birthday where ever you are Mr. Sinatra, the world is certainly at a loss w/o musical and creative talent like yours.

 

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* i’m just being goofy and letting imagination run wild. i am okay and i swear my cat’s a ninja 😉 lol.

i was staring into the philosophy section, thinking- which book best describes me and who i am; wait, who am i?

when this little white mass zips through the rows of books, low to the ground. i look over and see that it’s a little white dog and some guy walking it… two thoughts came to mind: you’re a guy, can get a dog and you buy that thing and then, this is the last place a dog is okay to bring in- i can imagine the dog mauling great works of literature. if that ever happens, i am running for the copies of books written by the talking asses of fox news, those written by the jersey shore idiot and anything written by a rich kid in hollywood that is famous only b/c their parents are (or were) and they lack actual talent; i’ll take them and offer them as food for the dog, that or for the dog to soil themselves on 😉

but i digress, i thought- what’s stopping me from bringing my cat Cinnamon with me? she’s a quiet cat that is rarely noisy in any sense of the word and is capable of sitting quietly for more than 2 1/2 hrs. (my usual time at book stores). i could imagine a scene going something like this:

reporter- we’re coming to you live from a round rock barnes & noble where a woman and her cat- Cinnamon, is causing quiet a stir. Cinnamon has taken a liking to the Nooks and is using them for her manifesto: Meowcenaries and MEow.

oh, this reporter has been granted an interview with Cinnamon’s owner.

reporter- why have you not taken your cat off the premises like the staff requested?

me- b/c i saw some yappy dog here a week ago & i figure my cat would enjoy the animal related materials.

reporter- do you not like dogs?

me- i like dogs fine but yappy ones, i am weary of- they are not real dogs in my mind. i need a dog that can attack on command and be menacing about it 😉

reporter- i see. what is it your cat’s doing now?

me- she’s playing chess on the Nook as i did last time i was here. she wants to beat the computer she thinks is run by the mice of the world.

reporter- i see. are you a feline terrorist?

me- no you stupid girl, i like cats, hence my cat Cinnamon <insert evil laugh>

reporter- of course you’re not. what are your demands?

me- well i’d like a steak and some fries with a whiskey but my cat is a different story!

reporter- get this woman some dead animal! now!

me- you know, my cat would like a fluffy pillow with bees on it, some cat nip toys, a bowl of tuna juice, food, water and litter box- pronto or she will crap on the Nooks after using them!

reporter- sure thing i will help you with your demands. is there anything else you’d like to add?

me- well there is one thing…

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leaves of three

sprung around me

 

leaves golden

meandered through

my walk about

 

leaves golden, healthy and soft

whispered to me, “i love you.”

 

*       *       *

foundation flooded by arsenic tears

woman made up with lead make up

painted and dressed

tresses stressed

perplexed mind

silver tongue refined

by chiseled heart

*       *        *

crinkled burgundy paper

puddles near the desk;

books scattered like sheets from bed-

pens hitch a ride via bookshelves;

coffee cups by themselves.

paperweight,  flower inside

orange blossom

i am alive

 

 

 

 

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Currently I’m watching one of my favorite movies, You’ve Got Mail. For me it’s one of those movies that are like warm cookies and milk on a cold day- it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and typically I don’t like romantic comedies. One of my favorite parts are when the two main characters talk about the idea of bouquets of sharpened pencils b/c it’s fall and it brings about the feel to buy school supplies. I totally get this notion; I always get excited around the start of fall but then I get all mopey when I remind myself that I have no need for such items given that I am no longer a student- not even a weary but zazzy college student, le sigh.

Oddly enough the film also reminds me of one of my favorite people. He’s interestingly enough, much like the character Tom Hanks plays- smart, all about business, and in your face but in a friendly way.? That part always trips me out! lol. He’s also though, one of my most prized possessions, only in the sense that he is Worth so much. He’s someone that would be fun to make a holiday meal with and it’d be cool to see how it turned out. Then again I could be looking for an excuse to bake a lot of sweet treats this holiday season 😉

This movie gives me the inclination to do is run out and roam a bookstore, curl up in my bed and write, and to sip on a yummy coffee- a pumpkin spice latte comes to mind. It also gives me a kick in the butt to write down books to read, and to buy when I go to a book store. Though I studied literature, there are many through my years of study that I have not read. Many are the classics and/or usual suspects that most high school folk must read. If anyone would like to help get me going on my list I welcome the suggestions 🙂

Now I must go back to the start of my post in which I talk about the characters of the film and their want to purchase school supplies in the fall. Now despite the fact I live in Texas and that takes away from it being cold or even cool enough to fully put me in fall/school supply mood, I would love it if someone were to take that idea of school supply shopping and bouquet of sharpened pencils, and applied it to say Christmas, Valentine’s Day or my birthday. I would absolutely LOVE IT if someone I knew put together an academic gift pack; my suggestions would be as follows: anything Shakespeare oriented- minus things like bobble heads (they irk me for some reason); copies of books- classics I have yet to own; ink for my fountain pen, wax to seal my letters, sassy paper to write letters, unique (w/reg. to ink or appearance) pens or pencils, neat bookmarks, book repair kit, a really old edition of a book I adore, bookends, and the list goes on from there, lol.    

I think what it also boils down to is that the film is a holiday movie for me, given it takes place during Thanksgiving and Christmas. Other movies that give me that holiday feel are: Scent of a Woman, Trading Places, A Christmas Story, and A Charlie Brown Christmas, The Godfather. These films just give me this snuggle up in blanket and enjoy the crisp good vibes of the season- yeah I’m a sucker for twinkling lights, bright shiny things, and warm goodies cooking in the kitchen as well (hopefully they’re done so successfully and with love). I like that the romance takes place around this and that it takes place while the two characters are fighting one another on the business front; love is everywhere I suppose though at present I’m not so prone to readily admit that or fully embrace that as I once did so many moons ago. I’m still ripe from a break up. It’s why I have fully embraced word press and taken it on as a project and goal for myself to write online each day and complete poems for an October writing project centered around the month of October and each day leading up to Halloween.            

In any case, I hope romance with the upcoming holiday season, with a loved one, or a feeling you get during that time or a combination of these few favorite things finds you; and if it does send some to others in need of being a lone read, standing sassy amongst the angst within. Don’t let them be counted amongst the many (it seems), that have lost their ch’i  🙂    

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